Chapter 646: A Place to Begin
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Chapter 646 A Place to Begin
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Meanwhile, below them, those who could not fly prepared themselves for whatever they were about to face. Their eyes were fixed on the countless approaching dots in the distance.
Suddenly, one of the shapeshifters reverted to his human form and landed before the Village Chief and Stronghold Leader Zogar.
"What did you see?" the Village Chief asked, his expression serious.
Despite his doubts about the identity of their enemies, the Village Chief believed that facing a large and quickly advancing multitude was a crisis the Village might struggle to overcome.
"Chief, you need to see it for yourself," the warrior said, his face filled with disbelief. He turned around, pointing in a specific direction in the sky.
The Village Chief furrowed his brow at the warrior's words.
Was the situation so dire that he struggled to convey what he had seen? Nonetheless, he turned his head and fixed his gaze on the direction the warrior indicated. Suddenly, his eyes discerned several objects in the sky heading their way.
The Village Chief squinted at the flying shapes, and as their details became clearer—
Baddum!
His heartbeat gradually intensified. A thought struck him like a lightning bolt.
"Impossible," the Village Chief muttered.
Stronghold Leader Zogar quickly noticed the Village Chief's odd behaviour. "What's going on, Chief?" he asked.
Receiving no response, Stronghold Leader Zogar shifted his attention to the warrior. "Spit it out; what did you see?" he demanded.
Startled, Ralais snapped his head upwards, trying to discern the cause of the sudden interruption. However, as he raised his head and looked skyward—
He suddenly froze in his steps.
Above him was a dragon-like beast with broad, colourful wings that seemed smaller than its massive body, an entity far from anything he had read about in the 'Ancient Codex,' blocking the sun from their view.
At this point, Ralais and every other Prismerion had frozen in their steps, stretching their necks upwards to get a good look at the colossal creature casting its shadow over them.
The beast circled in the air as though observing them and everything around until it abruptly halted mid-flight. Then, suddenly...
"ROOOAAAARRR!!" The beast roared, its body pointing towards the direction they were heading.
Within minutes, the sky above them darkened.
Whether they were various beasts of different sizes, humanoid figures, or the two in the same body, Ralais and the others watched with astounded expressions as they gathered above them in the sky, only allowing small waves of sunlight to pierce through as they moved around.
Although their numbers were nowhere close to the over a million Prismerions below, their varying gigantic sizes and frightening forms made them understand that they were no match for the figures above their heads.
"Everyone hide! We are under attack!"
"Hurry, someone inform the warriors! We are under attack!"
Within seconds, panic swept through the Prismerions as they believed an imminent attack was upon them.
Contrary to their expectations, however, instead of being assaulted, they watched with bewildered expressions as the numerous figures flying above them uniformly arranged themselves and moved forward along with them.
They refrained from harming the flying contraptions that housed the warriors from Orion's Village!
"DON'T BE AFRAID; THESE ARE THE WARRIORS FROM OUTSIDE THE MOUNTAINS; THEY ARE HERE TO PROTECT US!"
Suddenly, a resounding voice echoed around them, piercing their ears and leaving them even more astounded.
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Witness the debut of this chapter, unveiled through Ñôv€l--B1n.
Chapter 646 A Place to Begin
?646 A Place to Begin
Meanwhile, below them, those who could not fly prepared themselves for whatever they were about to face. Their eyes were fixed on the countless approaching dots in the distance.
Suddenly, one of the shapeshifters reverted to his human form and landed before the Village Chief and Stronghold Leader Zogar.
"What did you see?" the Village Chief asked, his expression serious.
Despite his doubts about the identity of their enemies, the Village Chief believed that facing a large and quickly advancing multitude was a crisis the Village might struggle to overcome.
"Chief, you need to see it for yourself," the warrior said, his face filled with disbelief. He turned around, pointing in a specific direction in the sky.
The Village Chief furrowed his brow at the warrior's words.
Was the situation so dire that he struggled to convey what he had seen? Nonetheless, he turned his head and fixed his gaze on the direction the warrior indicated. Suddenly, his eyes discerned several objects in the sky heading their way.
The Village Chief squinted at the flying shapes, and as their details became clearer—
Baddum!
His heartbeat gradually intensified. A thought struck him like a lightning bolt.
"Impossible," the Village Chief muttered.
Stronghold Leader Zogar quickly noticed the Village Chief's odd behaviour. "What's going on, Chief?" he asked.
Receiving no response, Stronghold Leader Zogar shifted his attention to the warrior. "Spit it out; what did you see?" he demanded.
Startled, Ralais snapped his head upwards, trying to discern the cause of the sudden interruption. However, as he raised his head and looked skyward—
He suddenly froze in his steps.
Above him was a dragon-like beast with broad, colourful wings that seemed smaller than its massive body, an entity far from anything he had read about in the 'Ancient Codex,' blocking the sun from their view.
At this point, Ralais and every other Prismerion had frozen in their steps, stretching their necks upwards to get a good look at the colossal creature casting its shadow over them.
The beast circled in the air as though observing them and everything around until it abruptly halted mid-flight. Then, suddenly...
"ROOOAAAARRR!!" The beast roared, its body pointing towards the direction they were heading.
Within minutes, the sky above them darkened.
Whether they were various beasts of different sizes, humanoid figures, or the two in the same body, Ralais and the others watched with astounded expressions as they gathered above them in the sky, only allowing small waves of sunlight to pierce through as they moved around.
Although their numbers were nowhere close to the over a million Prismerions below, their varying gigantic sizes and frightening forms made them understand that they were no match for the figures above their heads.
"Everyone hide! We are under attack!"
"Hurry, someone inform the warriors! We are under attack!"
Within seconds, panic swept through the Prismerions as they believed an imminent attack was upon them.
Contrary to their expectations, however, instead of being assaulted, they watched with bewildered expressions as the numerous figures flying above them uniformly arranged themselves and moved forward along with them.
They refrained from harming the flying contraptions that housed the warriors from Orion's Village!
"DON'T BE AFRAID; THESE ARE THE WARRIORS FROM OUTSIDE THE MOUNTAINS; THEY ARE HERE TO PROTECT US!"
Suddenly, a resounding voice echoed around them, piercing their ears and leaving them even more astounded.
Witness the debut of this chapter, unveiled through Novl--B1n.Chapter 646 A Place to Begin ?646 A Place to Begin Meanwhile, below them, those who could not fly prepared themselves for whatever they were about to face. Their eyes were fixed on the countless approaching dots in the distance. Suddenly, one of the shapeshifters reverted to his human form and landed before the Village Chief and Stronghold Leader Zogar. "What did you see?" the Village Chief asked, his expression serious. Despite his doubts about the identity of their enemies, the Village Chief believed that facing a large and quickly advancing multitude was a crisis the Village might struggle to overcome. "Chief, you need to see it for yourself," the warrior said, his face filled with disbelief. He turned around, pointing in a specific direction in the sky. The Village Chief furrowed his brow at the warrior's words. Was the situation so dire that he struggled to convey what he had seen? Nonetheless, he turned his head and fixed his gaze on the direction the warrior indicated. Suddenly, his eyes discerned several objects in the sky heading their way. The Village Chief squinted at the flying shapes, and as their details became clearer Baddum! His heartbeat gradually intensified. A thought struck him like a lightning bolt. "Impossible," the Village Chief muttered. Stronghold Leader Zogar quickly noticed the Village Chief's odd behaviour. "What's going on, Chief?" he asked. Receiving no response, Stronghold Leader Zogar shifted his attention to the warrior. "Spit it out; what did you see?" he demanded. Startled, Ralais snapped his head upwards, trying to discern the cause of the sudden interruption. However, as he raised his head and looked skyward He suddenly froze in his steps. Above him was a dragon-like beast with broad, colourful wings that seemed smaller than its massive body, an entity far from anything he had read about in the 'Ancient Codex,' blocking the sun from their view. At this point, Ralais and every other Prismerion had frozen in their steps, stretching their necks upwards to get a good look at the colossal creature casting its shadow over them. The beast circled in the air as though observing them and everything around until it abruptly halted mid-flight. Then, suddenly... "ROOOAAAARRR!!" The beast roared, its body pointing towards the direction they were heading. Within minutes, the sky above them darkened. Whether they were various beasts of different sizes, humanoid figures, or the two in the same body, Ralais and the others watched with astounded expressions as they gathered above them in the sky, only allowing small waves of sunlight to pierce through as they moved around. Although their numbers were nowhere close to the over a million Prismerions below, their varying gigantic sizes and frightening forms made them understand that they were no match for the figures above their heads. "Everyone hide! We are under attack!" "Hurry, someone inform the warriors! We are under attack!" Within seconds, panic swept through the Prismerions as they believed an imminent attack was upon them. Contrary to their expectations, however, instead of being assaulted, they watched with bewildered expressions as the numerous figures flying above them uniformly arranged themselves and moved forward along with them. They refrained from harming the flying contraptions that housed the warriors from Orion's Village! "DON'T BE AFRAID; THESE ARE THE WARRIORS FROM OUTSIDE THE MOUNTAINS; THEY ARE HERE TO PROTECT US!" Suddenly, a resounding voice echoed around them, piercing their ears and leaving them even more astounded.
